Remember that time you really, really wanted to do something but you were really, really afraid to do it?
Maybe it was asking for a raise.
Maybe it was cooking a turkey.
Maybe it was bungee jumping.
Maybe it was putting your legs behind your head.
Maybe it was going on a two-hour bike ride this upcoming Saturday with your coach’s group but you’re deathly afraid that you will make a complete fool of yourself, not know proper cycling rules, get stuck in the middle of an intersection, fall over at a stop light, look like an idiot trying to clip in, get mocked because you have shoes and a bike that are so-seven-years-ago, not know how to drink and ride at the same time, get left in the dust and not know where in the hell you are or perhaps even get hit by a car and die.
Maybe that’s you. It’s definitely not me.
It’s actually this girl I know. She’s crazy right?
I know. What a baby.
I’ll make sure she quits her whining, then recaps us on how it went.